It Takes Two_The Introductory Resocialization Event_Girl and Dragon Count the Roses_To Be Or...
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It Takes Two
“Look, I don’t care what you believe, but you seem to be incapable of expressing a consistent view. Take that T-shirt you are wearing. A picture of a large, what appears to be one of those foam fingers, pointing in whichever direction you turn, like a gun barrel. And that message? You Voted for an Idiot! Now how are people supposed to take that? Everyone thinks the other guy is the idiot. If that is your point have the courage to say so. What you are doing is like leaving a tenuous note about what you want from Santa, telling him why you should get the best presents because you’ve been better...
The Introductory Resocialization Event
“You’re the first teenager to be invited from this province,” said my mother, trying to sound cheery. I looked at her, then down at the new dress spread across my bed. It hurt my eyes with its shiny newness and bright color. I didn’t even like the texture – the material felt stiff and unyielding, and I knew it would be uncomfortable. I had only ever worn soft cotton pants and t-shirts in grey. “I don’t want to go,” I stated to the dress. “You must,” my mother said sternly, and she stood to help me put it over my head. “It’s a pretty dress,” she explained, “Suitable for the tea party. It came b...
Girl and Dragon Count the Roses
A girl sits in a garden. A dragon sits beside her. GIRL: What shall we do today? DRAGON: Shall we converse? GIRL: We are conversing and have been since we started to converse. DRAGON: Shall we continue to converse? GIRL: Yes, please. And we shall count the roses. DRAGON: One two three GIRL: Four five six DRAGON: Seven GIRL: Eight. Eight roses. DRAGON: Same as yesterday. GIRL: And the day before. DRAGON: And the day before that. How many do you suppose there will be tomorrow? GIRL: We shall have to wait and count them tomorrow. I thinwww.onedoor.cck they look redder than they were yesterday. DRAGON: They loo...
To Be Or...
We have all heard the phrase, “to be or not to be, that is the question." What does that mean? We don’t really have a choice of being or not being. We didn't ask to be born. Is the implication we can be what we choose to be? If so, when did that line begin, and where is it. This however was just the question to ask Rufus Stuntsworth. He lives down by the bus stop somewhere. No one has bothered to find out, because no one cares, except me. And I know enough not to go chasing rainbows.Some say he has the reputation of being, either a disgraced Jesuit proletarian, or an over zealous believer in...